to be lit up from within
vein by vein
Melita scoffed at the dockworker. She’d never listened to them before, and wasn’t about to start now. Nor could the Honeybee fathom the man’s own audacity – telling off the Queen of Torchline and Ludo’s demigod for intending to help the whole gods damned region. Maybe he’d be next on her victim list of future bullying. Seditious to a fault, and sometimes simply just because she could, she steered directly overhead of the asshat, flipping him off as they went by. Handing more shells to Sila, she figured they could rinse and repeat the scenario with the dragons, permitting the companions to drift downwards and drop them without much more interference. She wouldn’t take any issue with shooting anything else that tried.
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Melita follows Flora's lead and continues giving more shells to Sila.
to be the sun
MELITA
